The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
I Hate you
The couple was still equally drifting in each other's minds. "Sir." Call Riza gently while rubbing her beautiful face. "Hm." Jihan just cleared her throat in response to the man. "I want you. Can I get my rights?" He asked slowly as if whispering. "I can't hold it for too long. I'm a normal guy Dek. It takes some inner satisfaction as well." Riza's words at length made his wife turn her head. "meaning?" Jihan really doesn't understand. "Let's have a husband and wife relationship in general. We are married and halal. If it is not done it will be a sin." Riza's reply made Jihan quickly sit down. "I can't." He said while lowering his feet from the bed. "Sir. I'm your husband. I love you so much." Riza really does seem to mean it. "I don't love you. Our marriage is only limited to running a will no more." Jihan started to stand up. "I'm your husband. I'll make you love me." His words were able to make Jihan sculpt. "Don't expect much in this marriage because I don't love you." Jihan stared flat at her husband then immediately stepped away. "Please love me." Lirih Riza stared at the passing of his wife.
Jihan was sitting looking at the wide open window. He rubbed his face violently. His days and thoughts are so chaotic now. She has no taste in her husband. To be forced, however, He cannot. Not because there is another man. His heart was completely empty, no one was sitting there. "Sorry." Said Jihan while sipping her Vodka that had been poured in a glass.
Almost at 2 pm, Riza was visibly upset because his wife did not return to her room. The man decided to go to his wife's room because he had been looking for where he had not found. "Sir." Riza knocked on the door repeatedly but there was no answer. "In the lock." His murmurs began to panic. With all his might the man broke down the door until it opened wide. "Gosh my god." Riza grabbed the body of his wife who was lying on the floor while rummaging indistinctly.
Riza put Jihan with her heart in bed. The girl looked wriggling and very seductive in her husband's eyes. If this isn't the case, Riza can't hold back anymore. The man began to kiss the lips of his wife who still smelled of the drink very softly and demandingly. The kiss was getting down to the neck as her hands moved wildly to take off the clothes in turn. "Akhs...It hurts." Shouts sounded after the minutes had passed. Fresh blood came out from down there indicating the girl was still very awake. "Thank you and I'm sorry." Riza's voice kissed the wife's smooth forehead very gently to seal their union tonight. He carried the plain body in his deck while gently rubbing the wife's back.
"I'm leaving first. Breakfast is eaten." Say Riza while putting a tray on the table. Jihan did not answer just put her flat face staring straight ahead. Riza decided to sit on the sofa. He rubbed Jihan's arm gently then kissed her cheek at a glance. "I'm leaving first Dek. Assalamualaikum." He said goodbye but again got no answer.
"Aren't you coming with us? He was still sleeping until he did not prepare breakfast. Not usually." Mark said he saw his brother-in-law coming. "Not awake. Let him rest. Last night check the financial statements until late. He's still sleepy." Answer reasons. Mark could only nod then enter the car following Riza who had entered first.
